Questioning Homeschool

I Did Not Teach my Children the Alphabet

One Birthday Tradition
I chose one thing. One birthday tradition we all enjoy. Today it pulls me from bed before the sun. Usually I create at night after the children plod to their beds, but last night I fell asleep in the arms of my husband. He came home just in time. His vow true. Today a beautiful little girl turns six, so I measure and stir and pour in the quiet to make a cake chosen weeks ago. Sunshine flipped through a well-worn magazine Grandma found at a yard sale, a whole book of cakes cut from simple shapes. The page with an artist palette was marked not only in the book, but in my memory. I had the same cake as a little girl!

Two Months Alone
The conversation began with a different question. Usually, it’s something related to science or the meaning of word. This night the churning in a young man’s soul surprised me: Mom, do you feel divorced? For sixteen years I have never been apart from the man who taught me

Wordless Wednesday- Mesmerized
Sunshine tugged me through exhibits at the Kimbell Art Museum until she was arrested. Mesmerized by the largest painting she’s ever seen. The oil paint glowed only to reflect the delight in her eyes.

Where Is Home?
I don’t want to think and process right now. There are too many unknowns. Papers on the table carry the weight of hope, but a mere cough can blow them away. Dare I breathe? Dare I plan? Determination wanes during the arduous separation. Twice I pleaded with my beloved to come back. Twice my cries were overshadowed by good news. This time it was Dylan who needed hope. As my words sank in, he confess

Boxes of Books Scare Homeschool Mother
I wrote this post for Our Lifestyle of Learning’s newsletter. If you haven’t already created an account on this network, check it out. There are lots of giveaways this month and encouraging words always. Boxes of books tower in my garage. Lesson planning resources are tucked away to wait for moving day, but that doesn’t stop me from thinking about the school year when I should be sleeping.